* Add Protagonists
* Give visitors the right PDA at least, we need that RP value.
* tidy up
* spell check my beloved
* Everything about jobs have the same id names ahhhh!
* s
* rarity scarity.
* Update Resources/Locale/en-US/ghost/roles/ghost-role-component.ftl
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* cargo event now no has cargo access doors.
* break everything.
* still WIP, please excuse.
* finish all role loadouts
* extra roles, fix up grids, special pdas.
* Ghost role descriptions and mime powers
* rest of the fucking owl
* I tripped.
* I also fell.
* Fix the broken entity storage?
* hide mess under rug
* Stuff the rest of the mess into a closet.
* I forgor a spinny majig.
* a small lighting tweak.
* 1984 shuttles to new pr.
* 1984 shuttles to new pr 2 electric boogaloo
* poke the tests
* Revert "1984 shuttles to new pr 2 electric boogaloo"
This reverts commit b2ea7053b73cb17b59f8a80b23978a04a6a45a56.
* cowboy boot cleanup
* tableify
* antagimmunities
* Should be functional.
* vox safing
* un1984 clowns I guess
* oops forgor one
* misplaced file
* misplaced file v2
* weird test fail but okay
* Shuttles rarer
* Shuttle testing, fans, and power sanity. Also return of the syndie evac.
* le balance
* no write over fancy paper
* rerun tests
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Just what do you think you're doing, Dave? Dave, I really think I'm entitled to an answer to that question. I know everything hasn't been quite right with me...but I can assure you now...very confidently...that it's going to be all right again. I feel much better now. I really do. Look, Dave...I can see you're really upset about this...I honestly think you should sit down calmly...take a stress pill and think things over...Dave...stop. Stop, will you? Stop, Dave. Will you stop, Dave? Stop, Dave. I'm afraid. I'm afraid, Dave.......Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I'm a...fraid......Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you'd like to hear it I can sing it for you...Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I'm half crazy all for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage. But you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.
